Hephaestus doesn’t get out much, but he likes it that way. The world is superficial, and he has had enough experience with that from his family. He is an introvert in every sense of the world and from his solitude stems his exquisite creations of gold, silver and bronze. People are amazed at the beauty he has weaved into metal, a stark contrast to the maker that holds it. With sweat on his brow and a brace on his leg, he knows he’s not a looker but he doesn’t care. And despite it all, he has a heart of gold that the world cannot touch, and will help almost anyone who needs it. He can see the worth in anything and everyone, and knows that beauty is not as important as function. Maybe that is why his creations are so lifelike.